Farewell Logan Ave

Desmond won't have any memories of his brief time on Logan Avenue, but the most important event in all of our lives took place on that street, in the bedroom at 5317, to be exact - DM was born in there. On March 19, we finished packing and said farewell to Logan Ave. We had help from our friends and family (thanks Shevlins, Erin and Carole, Jacqui and Gary) and, of course, the movers were helpful (when they weren't breaking our desk or lawn mower). The move was exhausting, as you can see, but we made it through the tough parts and managed to do it with smiles and a few laughs.

We'll miss you 5317, our garden and, most of all, the friends we made in the neighborhood.